<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:38:32.067-02:30</updated><title type='text'>NewfieBoy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-527894359504462490</id><published>2007-02-19T09:33:00.000-03:30</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:44:05.374-03:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ryansfancy.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033231680442210018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRhYP_xg6H0/Rdmhi9EAFuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k9WI78Eau0U/s320/derm_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dermot O'Reilly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rest In Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all the lives you have touched I thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-527894359504462490?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/527894359504462490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=527894359504462490&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/527894359504462490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/527894359504462490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2007/02/dermot-oreilly-rest-in-peace-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LRhYP_xg6H0/Rdmhi9EAFuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/k9WI78Eau0U/s72-c/derm_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-116345014092131719</id><published>2006-11-13T17:01:00.000-03:30</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:07:22.513-03:30</updated><title type='text'>My First Moose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/1600/103_0318.jpg%20bright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/400/103_0318.jpg%20bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got my first moose license this year and after a few trip out in the woods I got my first moose. It is a 6 point bull not overly large but for my first moose hunt I'm very pleased.&lt;br /&gt;He weighed in at the butchers at 327 pounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-116345014092131719?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/116345014092131719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=116345014092131719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/116345014092131719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/116345014092131719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-first-moose.html' title='My First Moose'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115966732906124383</id><published>2006-09-30T23:14:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:18:49.073-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn’t this make you sick?</title><content type='html'>To get my education it took me 5 years in three different colleges.  I am working in my field and have a good paying job.  I have been paying my student loans for the past 8 years and have 12 years to go before they are paid off.  My two nephews did not finish high school they have moved to Alberta and both have jobs on the oilfields.  Both their individual yearly salaries are almost double mine and they have no student loan dept. &lt;br /&gt;I’m happy for them but it really pisses me off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but wonder was it worth it going to school?  Would I have been better off not going?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh the great what if!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115966732906124383?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115966732906124383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115966732906124383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115966732906124383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115966732906124383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/09/wouldnt-this-make-you-sick.html' title='Wouldn’t this make you sick?'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115872471863006984</id><published>2006-09-20T01:27:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T01:28:38.646-02:30</updated><title type='text'>What Does Your Birth Date Mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are resilient, and no doubt your resilience has already been tested.&lt;br /&gt;You've had some difficult experiences in your life, but you are wise from them.&lt;br /&gt;Having had to grow up quickly, you tend to discount the advice of others.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a loner, having learned that the only person you can depend on is yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Well developed stability and confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Suspicion of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Eggplant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Spade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115872471863006984?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115872471863006984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115872471863006984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115872471863006984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115872471863006984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-does-your-birth-date-mean.html' title='What Does Your Birth Date Mean?'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115810403679373648</id><published>2006-09-12T21:02:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:03:56.806-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Ever feel like just throwing in the towel and saying I give up you win?</title><content type='html'>Life has its ways of making me feel like that and this is one of those occasions.  I don’t know what it is but for some reason I am not meant to get ahead in life. &lt;br /&gt;I have spent the last 7 years working my ass off to get my credit report clean so that I could increase my credit score which would give me the opportunity to make my families’ financial life a little easier.  Then Life comes knocking at my door.  And bang I’m knocked back down again.  Not that I had very far to fall that is.  But it’s typical of how things go for me.  I was just starting to see the light at the end of what has been a very long deep and dark tunnel but now the light is gone and once again only darkness remains. I know I’m not the only one this happens to but just this once couldn’t something good happen to help my family and I move ahead instead of always one step forward and two steps back?  Is it to much to ask to have a plus instead of a negative every once in awhile?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115810403679373648?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115810403679373648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115810403679373648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115810403679373648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115810403679373648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/09/ever-feel-like-just-throwing-in-towel.html' title='Ever feel like just throwing in the towel and saying I give up you win?'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115197216639707389</id><published>2006-07-03T21:44:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:46:06.423-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever stopped taken a step back and just observed people?</title><content type='html'>I attended a wake this weekend and was observing the people coming and going it is quite interesting to see how different people deal with situations such as grief and how some people think they are helping.  I watched as people consoled a grieving widow and as some tried but didn’t have a clue what they were doing and actually made things worse without ever knowing it.  I observed as one woman took the widow  aside to introduce herself as they had never met before she then spent 15 minutes explaining to her how her and her husband were much better off now and she explained her philosophy of life death and the afterlife to the widow.  I watched as the widow held her composure and her tong as the woman who had taken her aside obviously didn’t have a clue about what she was going through or life in general or even tact for that matter.  As an observer I just wanted to go up to this woman take her by the arm lead her from the room and say honey you are speaking out of your ass!  Come back when you have a realistic understanding of life!  But I couldn’t no mater how bad I wanted to!  Isn’t it interesting that we as people are the way we are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115197216639707389?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115197216639707389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115197216639707389&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115197216639707389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115197216639707389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-you-ever-stopped-taken-step-back.html' title='Have you ever stopped taken a step back and just observed people?'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115180110772629661</id><published>2006-07-01T22:14:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:15:07.740-02:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Canada Day Eh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115180110772629661?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115180110772629661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115180110772629661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115180110772629661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115180110772629661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-canada-day-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115129255082857678</id><published>2006-06-26T00:54:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-07-03T21:48:12.406-02:30</updated><title type='text'>The Whistle Blows No More</title><content type='html'>The whistle blowing the bells clanging the side-to-side rocking motion are some of the memories I have of the Newfoundland Railway. Many of my fondest childhood memories involve the railway. My family has a cabin that once was on a branch of the railway now it sits on what’s left of the rail bed, a gravel road that has become a highway of sorts for ATVs. It was a common thing for me to board the train at the St. Johns station for the long but enjoyable winding ride to the cabin. I remember sitting next to my grandmother playing games, talking to the other passengers and drawing pictures with my crayons for some of the women on the train. I can still hear the sounds of the train rumbling down the track and the scent in the air as I watched the scenery go by standing on the caboose. It was not just the train I enjoyed but also the people. There were others heading off to their cabins those heading home and those leaving home but the workers on the train were the most interesting to me. It was amazing to watch as the conductor using nothing but a walkie-talkie guide the engineer (who could be 50 or more train cars away) to stop the train placing a specific car perfectly in place just with the phrases one car, half a car. As we rode through each community the train was always greeted by people waving as if you were best friends just passing by. And I to upon hearing the rumble and the whistle blow in the distance would come running to wave as the train rode by and with out missing a beat the people would wave back and the whistle would blow as if the train itself was saying high. Occasionally it would stop with a parcel from home for me as I spent my summers at the cabin and always a bag of ice. There was more to the railway than just the train there was also the trolley or Speeder and the Section Men who maintained the tracks. It was just as exciting to see that little orange box zoom by it was even more exciting when they would stop for a break and give me the opportunity to take a look inside the trolley. One of the biggest moments of my childhood was being able to ride along with the Section Men for a day and watch them as they worked. Opportunities like this are long gone now and are just distant memories. The last train run by our cabin was in 1984. The last train to run in Newfoundland ran on September 20, 1988 and by the end of 1990 all the track was taken up. Taking with it a way of life that I dearly miss and leaving behind the treasured memories that I can share with my daughter and son. They will never experience the rush as the train rumbles past for them there will be no childhood memories of the railway just memories of waving at those zooming by on ATVs leaving a cloud of dust on the remaining rail bead of the Newfoundland Railway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/1600/me%20train.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/320/me%20train.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me and my Grandmother on the train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115129255082857678?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115129255082857678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115129255082857678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115129255082857678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115129255082857678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/06/whistle-blows-no-more.html' title='The Whistle Blows No More'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115102449507996417</id><published>2006-06-22T22:27:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:31:35.093-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Dentistry update</title><content type='html'>Well it's almost all over. I had the tooth taken out today so just a few more days of discomfort and it's a thing of the past. Something to forget about. Thank god! In the end it after the insurance did there part it cost me a mere $15 which is a lot better that the $2500 they quoted me. Now I just need a new topic to talk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115102449507996417?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115102449507996417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115102449507996417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115102449507996417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115102449507996417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/06/dentistry-update.html' title='Dentistry update'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115047979045713311</id><published>2006-06-16T15:11:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:16:18.596-02:30</updated><title type='text'>The Sesame Street Personality Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Bert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/bert.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them!&lt;br /&gt;You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you&lt;br /&gt;You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil&lt;br /&gt;How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thesesamestreetpersonalityquiz/"&gt;Sesame Street Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115047979045713311?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115047979045713311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115047979045713311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115047979045713311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115047979045713311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/06/sesame-street-personality-quiz.html' title='The Sesame Street Personality Quiz'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115026938046946802</id><published>2006-06-14T04:34:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-14T04:46:20.480-02:30</updated><title type='text'>News from the world of dentistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;On Saturday they started me on pain killers and antibiotics on Monday they gave me more pain killers by Tuesday night all the pain killers were gone but the pain is still intensifying.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have not been sleeping as the pain keeps me awake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You think of some really stupid things when you don’t sleep! Anyway &lt;a href="http://newfiedragonfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Newfie Dragon Fly&lt;/a&gt; called my dentist yesterday and told them that I was in excruciating pain and asked what they recommended.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The told her the antibiotics should have kicked in by no re-leaving the infection and therefore re-leaving the pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She informed them the pain is actually getting worse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The asked her what I was on she got the pill bottles and read it to them they told here I should have been taking double the amount that the original dentist prescribed to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So now my meds have doubled and I almost slept through the night yaa hoo!!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I actually slept from midnight to 4am.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully today will be better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115026938046946802?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115026938046946802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115026938046946802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115026938046946802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115026938046946802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/06/news-from-world-of-dentistry.html' title='News from the world of dentistry'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-115002857459678220</id><published>2006-06-11T09:46:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:52:54.610-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Another financial kick in the nuts!  -vs- Oh the Pain!!!</title><content type='html'>Pick which ever title works for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past week my lower right jaw has been bothering me then the pain isolated itself and intensified in the bottom very last jaw tooth on the right. The pain got so bad that on Friday afternoon I called my dentists office to discover that he was already gone for the day and would not be back until Monday. I thought ok I can put up with this until Monday boy was I wrong! Friday night I awoke in the middle of the night in such pain I wanted to scream. It felt like someone was kicking me in the jaw with a steel tow boot. I took some Advil and waited almost two hours for it to kick in before I could get to sleep again. Saturday started off the same way I awoke to the pain and took more Advil but now I also have the addition of being tired as well due to the lack of sleep. About an hour latter I took “little miss” to ball hockey I took more Advil before we left one an hour and a half later when we got back home I called &lt;a href="http://newfiedragonfly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Newfie Dragon Fly’s&lt;/a&gt; dentist spoke to the receptionist she told me to come right in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to explain that for me to do this I am really suffering. I am also worried because the tooth that is bothering me is one that I had a root canal done in 12 years ago. There is no nerve in that tooth so why is it hurting???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I get to the dentist and two x-rays later I am told that the root canal has in the dentists words “failed and the tooth has become infected” I am also told that the root canal has to be redone and that because there is not much of the original tooth remaining I have to have a crown put over it at a total estimated cost of $2500. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Holy Shit!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have having trouble finding enough gas money to keep the car going until pay day where am I going to come up with $2500. The second kick in the nuts is she also said that it will be almost a month before I can get it done! She gave me penicillin to deal with the infection and Atasol 30’s for the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT GOING TO LAST A MONTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and neither will the prescription!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the pain was so intense I too two Advil and two Atasol 30”s and all it did was take the edge off. The prescription was for 12 pills I already have half gone and it’s only been one day how am I supposed to last a full month??? I am going to call my dentist on Monday so I have to wait one more day and worst of all one more night before I can find anything else out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-115002857459678220?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/115002857459678220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=115002857459678220&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115002857459678220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/115002857459678220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-financial-kick-in-nuts-vs-oh.html' title='Another financial kick in the nuts!  -vs- Oh the Pain!!!'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114860213840351389</id><published>2006-05-25T21:36:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:38:58.413-02:30</updated><title type='text'>More power!!!</title><content type='html'>Ugggg ugggg ugggg grunt grunt grunt!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my new toy running for the first time the weekend.  It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;I am told the look on my face was priceless. I cant wait to get in the woods. Ugggg Ugggg Ugggg!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/1600/wild%20thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/320/wild%20thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114860213840351389?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114860213840351389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114860213840351389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114860213840351389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114860213840351389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-power.html' title='More power!!!'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114850628255115769</id><published>2006-05-24T18:42:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-24T19:01:22.590-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Newfie Dance</title><content type='html'>I heard about this guy today on CBC radio check him out at &lt;a href="http://www.dailydancer.com"&gt;www.dailydancer.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114850628255115769?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114850628255115769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114850628255115769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114850628255115769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114850628255115769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/05/newfie-dance.html' title='Newfie Dance'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114790509006130507</id><published>2006-05-17T19:56:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:22:19.466-02:30</updated><title type='text'>There's something about Icebergs…</title><content type='html'>Interested in icebergs? Whether you just want to see some pics or follow them around the Province &lt;a href="http://www.icebergfinder.com/"&gt;IcebergFinder&lt;/a&gt; is the place to find information on viewing icebergs in Newfoundland and Labrador.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114790509006130507?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114790509006130507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114790509006130507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114790509006130507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114790509006130507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/05/theres-something-about-icebergs.html' title='There&apos;s something about Icebergs…'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114773622422611789</id><published>2006-05-13T21:01:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:07:04.240-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to my Grandmother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/1600/nan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1260/2630/320/nan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today my Grandmother passed away she was 97. She led a blessed life and left behind a great legacy with 4 children, 25 grandchildren, 50 great-grandchildren and 11 great-great-grandchildren. She was loved by all and is greatly missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nan your memory is enshrined in our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114773622422611789?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114773622422611789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114773622422611789&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114773622422611789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114773622422611789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/05/tribute-to-my-grandmother.html' title='Tribute to my Grandmother'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114616273812204635</id><published>2006-04-27T16:00:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-12T22:14:26.620-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Decision time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I first I created this blog my only purpose was to try and find my friend from college. But now I think I might use it for more than that. If I do decide to use it do I let my friends and family know or do I keep it to myself so that my only judge’s are in the unknown cyber world? Being unknown has its advantages no one knows who you really are so you can keep a certain level of privacy. But opening ones self to friends can be a good thing to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Decisions, decisions, decisions!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have decided to let people know about this blog eventhough I'm still not sure if I will be using it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114616273812204635?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114616273812204635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114616273812204635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114616273812204635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114616273812204635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/04/decision-time.html' title='Decision time'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25208284.post-114393537939250327</id><published>2006-04-01T20:15:00.000-03:30</published><updated>2006-04-01T20:19:39.413-03:30</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a friend</title><content type='html'>I'm looking for Bob Giles a friend from Niagara College if anyone knows where I can find him please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25208284-114393537939250327?l=newfieboy1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/feeds/114393537939250327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25208284&amp;postID=114393537939250327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114393537939250327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25208284/posts/default/114393537939250327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newfieboy1.blogspot.com/2006/04/looking-for-friend.html' title='Looking for a friend'/><author><name>newfieboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06465839527445336964</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
